Yes, You Are Mine

The car is public, belonging to LM&MART. Speaking of LM (Lianmei), it is a well-known domestic brand, a national first-class retail hypermarket, which is now called SUPERMART.

Just as she was sitting there anxiously, the police officer on duty in charge of reception suddenly ran over and said: "There is news from the highway. The car was intercepted at the QS entrance of the –Detroit Expressway and will be brought here soon."

"Ah, really, is my child okay?" Hearing this news, Tingli subconsciously exclaimed and immediately covered her mouth with both hands.

"Tingli, just wait and be at ease, nothing will happen," Tian said.

After another anxious wait, Tingli simply stood at the gate of the police station, looking at the road from time to time, until a long black commercial vehicle was sandwiched between two police cars and drove in. Before the car stopped, Tingli immediately ran up, the door opened, and a traffic policeman got out.

"Daughter, where is my daughter?" Tingli's heart sank again when she didn't see her daughter.

"I'm sorry when we intercepted this car, we didn't see the child, and there was only one driver in the car." The traffic policeman pointed to the police car in front, and two policemen and a man in a brown jacket got out of the car.

"Didn't see? What do you mean?" Tingli turned to the man in the jacket and asked, "Is it him? The driver in the car?" After saying that, without waiting for the traffic police to answer, she subconsciously rushed towards him. When she rushed to him, she could no longer hold back grabbed his collar, and asked loudly: "Are you the driver? Where did you take my daughter? Tell me, tell me quickly."

"Ah!" The jacket groaned, obviously not expecting this sudden scene. When she reacted, he hurriedly replied: "I... I... I have told the police comrades many times that I don't know what a child is. My boss called me and asked me to pick up the car at the QS entrance. By the way, he also gave me a file bag." "What file bag?" "Here, it's in his hand."

The jacket pointed to the policeman next to him. "Your name is Tingli?" The policeman took out the kraft paper file bag from his arms and asked her. Tingli nodded. He hesitated for a moment and handed the bag in his hand to her. Tingli took it.

Her name was written on the top of the file bag in size 4 small characters, but it also said that it was from XX (Detroit) Law Firm. Under the gaze of several policemen around her, Tingli quickly and impatiently tore off the adhesive tape of the file bag. A contract that was once very familiar to her.

Before everyone could see the contents clearly, Tingli hurriedly closed the file bag. She was afraid that Momo's secret would be known.

"What's wrong, Tingli? What is it?" It was Tian who spoke. He looked at Tingli in confusion.

There was a silence, and Tingli did not speak.

"If you have any questions, go to the police station to back up the file first." The policeman said.

Tingli frowned and thought for a long time. It was not until others began to be surprised by her sudden change of expression that she finally made the final but abrupt statement:

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake. It was the child's father who suddenly took her daughter away without telling me in advance. I'm sorry to bother you."

What a mess!

The neighbors in the community who were familiar with Tingli were in an uproar. Many people gathered in the small courtyard of Mrs. Tian on the first floor. This was the disadvantage of the old community.

After living there for a long time, each household lacked some necessary privacy. The most unreliable thing was to speculate without authorization. They talked about things they didn't understand as if they had seen them in person. This was especially the nature of older women.

Tingli was in the rented house on the top floor, packing her and her daughter's clothes very quickly. After reading the telegram from the law firm, she began to calm down. Since it was the other party who provided sperm who took Momo away, she could at least be assured that he would never hurt her child. The only thing she had to worry about was that Momo might be very scared and cry a lot.

After packing two large boxes of luggage, the rent of the house had been settled. Before leaving, Tingli did not forget to go to the first floor to say goodbye. After all, she had been neighbors for more than two years, and it was uncertain whether she would come back in the future. She was like a stop at a stop, and she didn't know where she would be tomorrow.

In the weather in the first month of the year, even in a small town in the south of the River, the river water was frozen, and there were no green leaves on the trees.

But because it was just after the Spring Festival, the branches on both sides of the road were hung with small red lanterns, which looked like clusters of gorgeous flowers from a distance. The wind was very strong, blowing coldly on the face, blowing the cheeks red, and it was a little bit biting.

In the past three years, Tingli has been used to having Momo with her wherever she goes.

In the first few months after giving birth, Momo was difficult to take care of. She didn't sleep all night long. Tingli's life was almost dark. It's no exaggeration. Women who have been mothers know that newborn babies need to be fed every one or two hours, and diapers need to be changed frequently.

Even if diapers are used, the child may have four or five bowel movements a day and need to be washed. Tingli has no one else around her and relies on herself.